Yi Yun's thin body was shorter than Jiang Xiaorou. He looked like a child, but in Jiang Xiaorou's heart, Yi Yun was the son of the family. He was the man who could support the family in the future!
Holding Jiang Xiaorou's hand, Yi Yun could feel her excitement. Because of the heat in her palm, her fingers were gently trembling.
Facing death in the future, facing the injustice of the tribe, Jiang Xiaorou could not count on anyone to stand up for her. She could only stand up herself. A fourteen-year-old girl facing a group of burly men.
Suddenly, there was silence. Everyone's eyes landed on Yi Yun and Jiang Xiaorou. They were momentarily stunned.
After a moment of silence, a few burly men in charge of distributing food suddenly laughed out loud.
"He's your family's son? Hahahaha! "
"Little girl, you've never seen a man before. Do you want me to show you what a man is?" A man said lewdly.
"A kid who hasn't even grown hair, and a skinny monkey at that. I say, kid, how many days have you taken off your pants?"
A few burly men roared with laughter. Jiang Xiaorou's face turned red as she clenched her fists. Not far behind her, the people receiving the food did not stand up for her.
The tribe's ruling class had gathered all the strong warriors and laborers in the tribe. They were very powerful.
The arm could not twist the thigh. Besides, they could not even eat, so why would they care about other people's business?
"Oh, I remember. Didn't this kid die a few days ago?"
In a small tribe, it was not rare for people to die. Besides, Yi Yun did not have much status, so not many people paid attention to his death.
"That's right, I know him. He's a sickly invalid. His body is so weak that a gust of wind could blow him over." Another person echoed.
"Who said my brother is dead!?"
Jiang Xiaorou stared at the burly man like a female leopard. Their completely disproportionate bodies were like a little oriole facing an adult vulture. However, Jiang Xiaorou still gritted her teeth and did not retreat an inch. There was even a faint murderous aura in her eyes — it was like the gaze of some kind of wild beast.
It was hard to imagine that a weak little girl could have such a gaze.
Jiang Xiaorou's hands were tightly pressed against her back. Hidden in her coarse clothes was a thin and long object that looked like a bamboo stick. It was an arrow that Jiang Xiaorou had made. She had secretly kept an arrow for self-defense!
Facing Jiang Xiaorou's gaze, the man frowned. He was clearly angered by Jiang Xiaorou. As a deacon of the tribe and a member of the warrior preparation camp, he had a high status in the tribe. This feeling was like a tiger being provoked by a kitten.
"Silly girl, what are you staring at? I'll dig your eyes out if you stare at me again! "
Said the big man angrily. However, Jiang Xiaorou gritted her teeth and stood in front of the big man. She couldn't retreat, because if they didn't get the food today, they wouldn't be able to live.
She gripped the arrow in her hand even tighter, almost pulling it out!
"This little girl is quite interesting!" At this moment, in a clean and bright room, a youth dressed in silver armor was sitting on a chair. Through the window, he was watching the conflict between Jiang Xiaorou and the big man with a smile.
The silver-armored youth had a ruddy face and an outstanding temperament. In addition to his bright clothes, he was a far cry from the suffering poor people outside.
"She actually hid an arrow on her body. The materials used to make the arrow were all accounted for, and the arrows that were made, even if they were inferior, had to be handed in. I don't know how this little girl hid an arrow, but looking at her appearance, I'm afraid she really has the courage to pull out the arrow and fight to the death."
"If she were to fight with her life on the line, she would be beaten up. The outcome would be terrible." Beside the silver-armored youth stood an elder who looked like an advisor. He said respectfully.
"That's right, but if she doesn't fight with her life on the line, she would most likely starve to death." The silver-armored youth didn't turn his head. "Tell me about this girl."
The elder bowed and said, "Young master, her name is Jiang Xiaorou. She is a lowly woman of the Lian tribal clan. She and her brother were not originally from the Lian tribal clan. They were exiles who came to the Lian tribal clan by chance. A few years ago, her brother, Yi Yun's mother, passed away, leaving the two of them orphans. Logically, the two of them would die without a mother, but Jiang Xiaorou surprised me. Although she was young, she was able to take charge. Not only did she support herself in this chaotic world, she also supported her brother. She managed to survive for a few years."
The elder's tone was very respectful. He knew every single person in the Lian tribal clan like the back of his hand.
A typical large tribe would not accept refugees. Only small tribes would accept them. In fact, they were the main source of population for small tribes. But the status of refugees was much lower than that of the tribe's natives.
"She's an outsider."
The youth seemed to be talking to himself as the corners of his mouth curled up.
From the previous scenes, he realized that Jiang Xiaorou had an unusual temperament. It was indescribable, not something a child from a poor family would have.
Moreover, Jiang Xiaorou's appearance was elegant and refined. It was not easy to see such a beautiful girl in a small tribe that had suffered a lot.
Although she looked beautiful and gentle, she was stubborn and courageous. Her origins were still unknown. This piqued Lian Chengyu's interest.
"Young master, don't tell me you have taken a liking to this girl?" The elder hesitated and could not help but ask. This Young master Lian Chengyu had a high reputation in the tribe!
There were many warriors in the Lian tribal clan, but there were only three who could be considered experts. One was the Patriarch, who was the yellow-robed elder. The other was the Warrior Preparation Camp's head instructor, Yao Yuan. The last one was Lian Chengyu, who was the yellow-robed elder's grandnephew.
The Patriarch was in his sixties, and Lian Chengyu was only seventeen. His future was limitless.
There was no doubt that Lian Chengyu would become the next Patriarch. He was also the most promising person to become a "Purple Blood Warrior".
With Lian Chengyu's status, he could not marry an outsider. After all, an outsider's status was low.
"So what if I fancy her. In the future, I will not be restricted to this small Lian tribal clan. I will go out and explore the wilderness! Are you using the Lian tribal clan's rules to stop me? "
Lian Chengyu's tone was calm, but the coldness in his words made the counselor-like old man tremble. He hurriedly said, "Young Master must be joking. This old man was just casually asking. Please don't blame me for being too talkative!"
The elder was about to slap himself. Although the Lian tribal clan was small, the rules were strict!
In the wilderness, the strong preyed on the weak. Many countries were governed by the military, and the tribes were ruled by warriors. Be it the country's laws or the tribe's rules, they were extremely strict!
The strong controlled the fate of the weak. Lian Chengyu was the absolute strongest person in the tribe. He had the right to decide the life and death of others.
Besides, Lian Chengyu was not a softhearted person. When he was young, he had experienced life and death experiences. There was also cruel competition in the tribe.
Seeing that the old man was about to slap him, Lian Chengyu said indifferently, "Alright, stop acting like this. This girl is still too young. Furthermore, I will only accept her as a maid or a concubine. You don't have to worry about anything. This doesn't count as breaking the clan's rules."
"Yes … Thank you young master for your understanding." The elder hurriedly nodded.
"Well … Let me ask you, this Jiang Xiaorou, why does she have a different surname from her brother?" Lian Chengyu narrowed his eyes and watched the scene on the grain-sunning ground. He found that Jiang Xiaorou was extremely protective of her younger brother. Moreover, her younger brother was obviously a weak and sickly man, but Jiang Xiaorou seemed to be proud of her younger brother.
"This … I heard that when Jiang Xiaorou was in trouble, she was adopted by Yi Yun's mother as an orphan. It was probably because of this that Jiang Xiaorou was very grateful to Yi Yun's mother and treated Yi Yun very well."
"Oh, is that so …" Lian Chengyu frowned and stood up.
…
"Get lost!"
Seeing Jiang Xiaorou's feet rooted to the ground, the man was completely enraged. He quickly walked in front of Jiang Xiaorou and was about to slap her!
Jiang Xiaorou was a weak girl, and was completely disproportionate to the man's body. If this slap landed, Jiang Xiaorou would definitely be sent flying!
Just as Jiang Xiaorou was about to pull out her arrow, someone pressed down on her hand. Yi Yun quickly whispered into Jiang Xiaorou's ear, "Don't be rash!"
While saying that, Yi Yun flashed and stood in front of Jiang Xiaorou.
"Wait!" Yi Yun raised his hand and said.
"Who do you think you are!?"
The man was even more enraged. It was the perfect time to send the weak and thin monkey flying!
Yi Yun wished he could kick the man until he had no descendants. But he knew that a wise man knew better than to fight when the odds were against him. Yi Yun had lived two lives, so he was much calmer. He knew that in this situation, clashing with the bull would result in a tragic outcome.
"A good man does not fight with a woman. Besides, you are a member of the warrior preparation camp, so you must be very strong. How can you attack a young girl? Wouldn't you be the laughing stock of the people?"
As he was afraid that the burly man would attack him without any explanation, Yi Yun spoke very quickly and clearly, allowing everyone present to hear him.
The man was stunned for a moment. He looked at the youth in front of him with an indescribable feeling.
An eleven or twelve-year-old kid was at the age of puberty. Shouldn't he jump out to scold him, or stupidly take a slap for his sister, and then be sent flying?
But he had jumped out to say such words. It was a simple provocation, but it was extremely effective. His hand was still hanging above his head. He did not know whether to lower it or not.
This made the burly man feel like he had punched cotton. Indeed, as a member of the warrior preparation camp, it would not be nice for him to attack two children in front of so many people. Furthermore, the warrior preparation camp had conflicts of interest with the commoners, so it was easy for others to gossip about him.
Although the man was boorish, he did not want people to gossip about him behind his back.
"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you!" The man put down his hand and looked disdainfully at the siblings. "I'm in a good mood today, so I can't be bothered with you. Get lost!"
"Yun-er!" Jiang Xiaorou anxiously grabbed Yi Yun's hand. She was helpless. She knew that it was not advantageous to have a conflict with the man, but if they left, they would starve to death.
"Sis Xiaorou … Don't worry." Yi Yun squeezed Jiang Xiaorou's hand to calm her down.
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